The thoughts of the Canghai Stone soon settled down.
According to the rules of chess, the number of people is not an advantage; it is always one-on-one.
Even if only a few lone pieces remain, he still has a chance to turn the tables.
Losing a Zuo Yunzong is not a big deal.
"Horse-7 advances to 6!"
"Scholar-6 advances to 5!"
"Soldier-7 advances to 1!"
At this moment, Zhoou Liangchen's face seemed calm, but his eyes showed a hint of harshness.
As the red soldier advanced, his right cannon was already exposed under the opponent's horse hoofs.
Over there was a Fourth Grade Martial Cultivator, looking at him with eyes full of kill intent.
The gaze of Canghai Stone was equally cold like a knife, and he looked at Chu Yunyun with interest.
The chess edge of the sorcerer girl opposite was extremely terrifying, with moves striking directly at the vital points.
She had completed the layout in just a few moves.
